Sticky lyrics

by

Stunna Gambino


[Chorus]
I got the drip
Sticky
Gotta walk wit a grip
Glizzy
See the eyes on my fit Its Fendi
Count it up tryna stack up a milly
Shippys hitting they come in like dominos
Neck looking like a pot of gold
If he play bout my money he gotta go
If he play bout my money he gotta go
Oh I got the drip
Sticky
Gotta walk wit a grip
Glizzy
See the eyes on my fit Its Fendi
Count it up tryna stack up a milly
Shippys hitting they come in like dominos
Neck looking like a pot of gold
If he play bout my money he gotta go
If he play bout my money he gotta go

[Verse 1]
You wasn’t w me in the bottom
The f*ck out my face
I was in the crib cooking up
Making minimum wage
Times get hard
Ima probably have to go rob or somethin’
Moma told me stop juggin
Boy go get a job or somethin’
Kappa fit for the drip
But I ain’t kappin babygirl I’m legit yeah
I know these n*ggas be plotting on me
Gotta move around wit a stick yeah
I know these n*ggas be hating on me
Cause Ima make it and be rich yeah
I know these n*ggas be hating on me
Cause ima make it and be rich
She wanna f*ck because me and my mans up
I been sippin’ dirty I cannot stand up
Just came out the jeweler
My diamonds is dancin’
She like Stunna oh my god you so fancy
Now everybody wanna take a picture
Yeah yeah
I am that n*gga
Im so blessed cause I made it this far
Yeah yeah
But I need 7 figures
Cuttin’ n*ggas off like loose leaf
I keep a chop like Im Bruce lee
Big Mac get two pieced
Designer my fit b*tch Im two flee
Hold on
Hold on
You ain’t know they call me money Mitch
Do you wanna know why
Cause I look like I just hit a lick
n*gga I’m so fly
Your b*tch got caught in my drip
n*gga that’s on god
Had her suckin’ all up on my di*k
n*gga she a slide
Oh she a slide
You say thats yo wife she a skeeza
But I bet you ain’t know she a eater
Now everybody hit my line cause they need us
I had to earn my stripes no adidas
You say thats yo wife she a skeeza
But I bet you ain’t know she a eater
Now everybody hit my line cause they need us
I had to earn my stripes no adidas
[Chorus]
I got the drip
Sticky
Gotta walk wit a grip
Glizzy
See the eyes on my fit Its Fendi
Count it up tryna stack up a milly
Shippys hitting they come in like dominos
Neck looking like a pot of gold
If he play bout my money he gotta go
If he play bout my money he gotta go
Oh I got the drip
Sticky
Gotta walk wit a grip
Glizzy
See the eyes on my fit Its Fendi
Count it up tryna stack up a milly
Shippys hitting they come in like dominos
Neck looking like a pot of gold
If he play bout my money he gotta go
If he play bout my money he gotta go
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